A breeze blew by.
A round lotus flower suddenly appeared in the empty sky. It looked sacred and emitted golden light.
I don't know where the sound of Sanskrit came from, which made people feel peaceful.
And on the lotus, there was sitting a young man with a kind face, which made people feel convinced involuntarily.
He held the vajra in his left hand, raised his arm slightly, and the robes wrapped around it flew away, and the other end landed on the seed of supernatural power.
He pulled hard, but found that the magical seed did not move at all, and he couldn't help feeling surprised.
"Who are you?"
Russell looked at the monk with great interest. This was the first time he saw someone of his age with such strong strength.
We are barely of the same age.
After all, there are really not many people of his age.
Who makes him a hardworking little genius
"I come from the Western Buddhist sect, and my Buddhist name is One Thought."
The gentle voice makes people feel good about it.
Russell didn't know him, but there was someone he knew next to him. He heard the girl below exclaim, "A Buddhist from the Western Buddhist Sect!"
Her eyes sparkled. The influence of the Western Buddhist sect was extremely widespread, and they had believers everywhere.
She had heard from her father that the Western Buddhist Sect was a formidable force, even surpassing the former Taiyi Sect.
Among them, there are countless influential figures.
But what attracts young people most is young people.
The most outstanding person of this generation in Western Buddhism is none other than the Buddhist disciple Yi Nian.
After twenty years of practice, his cultivation level was unprecedented and unparalleled, crushing his peers and earning him praise from countless elders of the Western Buddhist sect.
Some people even assert that if the Buddha's disciples do not die, they will become Buddhas in the future!
There are many followers of Western Buddhism, but only a few of them have attained the status of Buddha.
This is a huge compliment!
Hearing the girl's exclamation, the Buddha's smile seemed to become gentler, and Russell was thoughtful, "It seems that you are still an amazing person."
“You’re amazing too.”
Yi Nian put his hands together and said, "I don't know which sect this disciple is from. He came to participate in the sect's peak trial."
He also felt a little emotional in his heart. He was a true genius in Xifo Sect and thought he had no rivals in the world.
As a result, as soon as he arrived at the Hell of Knives, he met a genius from another sect.
I underestimate the world.
Russell did not answer, but pointed at the magical seed, "It doesn't matter where I come from, you want to steal my things?"
The dog Taoist lying on the ground was bleeding, this is my seed!
But when he saw Russell's eyes, Gou Dao Ren immediately retracted his head and said, "Okay, this is your Wrigley's."
"Donor, this treasure is very fierce. I'm afraid you can't control yourself."
"Then let's have a competition!"
Russell was instantly interested, "I can give you a hand."
He raised his hands high, the forest behind him kept shaking, countless branches crawled out from the ground, and the giant under his feet became more and more huge, dozens of feet tall.
The wooden man grew bigger and bigger, with arms constantly extending from his body, covering the sky and the moon, looking very majestic.
"I call this move"
"Thousand-armed Avalokitesvara!"
Looking at the tall giant in front of him and the densely packed arms, Yi Nian fell into silence.
Hey man, are you serious about letting me have a hand
As if he was afraid that he would not fight back, Russell slapped him with one hand, and his huge palm made a whistling sound.
Yi Nian's face was solemn, he put his hands together, and the whole lotus was blooming with infinite Buddha light.
When he came out of Xifo Sect, he had heard that the peak trial was extremely brutal and countless talented disciples died in it. Only those who survived were the best.
It is impossible to avoid war all the time.
Since you can't hide, then fight. Even Buddha has his moments of anger!
Instantly, he raised his hand, and infinite Buddha light condensed into a huge fist. He punched out, but was easily crushed by the wooden man's palm.
"Harder, come on, harder, hit me to death!"
Hearing Russell's shouting, Yi Nian's expression was very calm. It was within his expectation that his attack was blocked just now.
If he could defeat a genius with just a casual strike, it wouldn't be worth his attention.
With a thought, he closed his eyes, and the vibrations in his body began to boil. The Buddhist music that continued to chant in the air became louder and louder, and a faint golden shadow appeared in the originally dark sky.
In the vast sky, there seemed to be a huge shadow emerging vaguely.
The phantom stepped on the heaven and earth, and a vast aura came from it, as if he was the only Buddha in the world.
"Acalanatha body!"
Yi Nian's eyes suddenly opened wide, he shouted in a low voice, and slapped down with his backhand. The shadow behind him slowly lowered his head and also slapped down with his hand.
That palm occupied half of the sky, and the sun, moon and stars seemed to be revolving around it. When the palm turned over, it was like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting apart.
Russell's eyes became more and more excited. He waved his hand lightly and threw the three people who were lying on the ground away.
A fight of this level was not something that the three of them could get involved in.
As for the dog Taoist, his eyes rolled back. The deprivation of his magical power seed and the successive blows made him faint.
Life or death depends on fate!
Russell flipped his right hand, and the wooden men's hands under his feet flew everywhere. Countless hands came together and turned into a giant hand.
A steady stream of energy was still coming from the top of the mountain, making the giant hand grow bigger and bigger.
The huge noise soon alarmed the defenders of the distant city.
Even the bloody demon in Wanren Mountain showed some movements.
The defenders looked worried, and among them was even Russell's old acquaintance, Wang Qinian.
The general stood quietly on the wall, gazing into the distance, and suddenly asked, "Old Wang, did you send him home that day?"
Wang Qinian was stunned, "Boss, he didn't want to go home, so I sent him to the Patrol Pavilion. It seems that he has accepted a mission to hunt down the demon dog."
Hunting down the demon dog
"Is it in the west?"
"It seems so." Wang Qinian seemed to have thought of something. He turned his head to look at the vast waves over there, stunned.
Could it be...
"So he is a disciple of the sect." The general narrowed his eyes slightly, "I was wondering, how could such a genius appear in my small city?"
"I hope you won't cause trouble in my Great Qin Empire, otherwise!"
Back in the days when the First Emperor was in power, any immortal sect that dared to cause trouble would have to retreat, even the Western Buddhist sect.
The First Emperor...
Everyone silently watched the earth-shaking fight in the distance. The next moment, a vast bright light came from afar, followed by a roar like thunder.
“The mountain is gone!”
Someone exclaimed in surprise. They were all cultivators. Although their cultivation was not high, their eyesight was extraordinary.
The mountain, which was originally a small black dot, is now completely invisible.
Everyone's faces flushed red, this level of cultivation was too amazing!
They don't even have the qualifications to be bystanders, and they don't even know who the warring parties are. They are really far from that.
…
"Can you tell me your name?"
"Wait till you beat me sometime."
Yi Nian looked at the disappearing figure in front of him and the fragments drifting away in the wind, his expression a little dazed.
He always thought he looked up to and took everyone in the world seriously, but facts proved that he was still far from it.
Just one clone is so difficult to deal with, so what about the real body...
"Amitabha."
Yi Nian slowly stretched out his hand, and the seed of supernatural power that was originally protected in his hand had long disappeared, leaving only his empty chanting of the Buddha's name.
Who are you
Let’s fight again in the peak trial!
ps: 6200 words today.